The Queen of Gossip

Su Jiuge thought for a while, then took out a business card from his bag, handed it to Luo Xichen, and said, "Go to this man, maybe he can save you."

Luo Xichen held up the business card, frowned slightly, and asked doubtfully, "Longze Tianyi? Japanese?"

"Why have I never heard of such a number one person in City X?" He turned over the business card, and there was nothing on it, only a name and a string of phone numbers.

Su Jiuge smiled: "City X is a coastal city, very close to Japan and South Korea, and a fishing boat can come here. The Japanese know how to do business, and at least half of the entire City X is Japanese-style enterprises."

Luo Xichen stared at the business card, and said in a deep voice, "I thought Dad was already an important entrepreneur in X City..."

"Him? Hehe..." Su Jiuge laughed dryly and didn't have anything to say.

"You go to this person, just say that I introduced him, there is a 50.00% chance that he will help you." Su Jiuge opened the door of the office, "Whether you can succeed or not depends on your luck, I will go I'm looking for Wanqing."

After Su Jiuge left, Luo Xichen called the number on the business card.

The line was busy for a long time before the call was connected.

"Stranger, who told you this number?"

It was the voice of an extremely hoarse middle-aged man whose vocal cords were almost torn, as if he had been run over by a wheel.

"My mother." Luo Xichen gripped the phone tightly.

"Who is your mother?" The extremely hoarse, almost tearing voice was very slow.

Luo Xichen took a deep breath and said, "Su Jiuge."

"Oh? You mean Jiuzi—" the middle-aged man's voice suddenly became meaningful, with inexplicable emotions, "I remember that Jiuzi has a very beautiful daughter."

Nine sons?What Jiuzi?

Is it Su Jiuge's Japanese name?

Why does Su Jiuge have a Japanese name?

A lot of questions filled Luo Xichen's mind, but when he heard the other party mention Wan Qing, the nerves in his mind suddenly became tense.

"You mean Miss Wan?"

"Wanqing? Is this her Chinese name? It's the first time I've heard of it, and it seems pretty good." The extremely hoarse, almost tearing voice seemed to be quite cheerful, "I guess, you are Luo Mingxuan's son, right?"

"Yes." Luo Xichen suppressed the turmoil in his heart, "My company was cheated by my father and Bo Yan, and now I am in a very difficult situation. I hope I can get help from Mr. Longze."

"Huh?" The middle-aged man's torn voice was full of interest, "You have a bad relationship with your father?"

"...You can put it this way." Luo Xichen felt as if his heart was blocked by something.

"Six o'clock in the evening, you come to my hot spring, the address is..."

Luo Xichen quickly wrote down the address, and said, "Okay, Mr. Long Ze, I will arrive on time. Thank you, goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, he was busy sorting out the documents and dealing with lawyer Liu's liquidation.

**.**.**.**.**

When Su Jiuge walked in, Su Wanqing was sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of pure hand-ground coffee in a daze.

"Wan Qing, what are you thinking?" Su Jiuge put down the scarlet handbag and sat beside her.

Su Wanqing was startled: "Mom, why are you here?"

Su Jiuge stretched out his hand, gently stroked his daughter's hair, and smiled softly: "I'll come and see you."